Page 58 of Alien's Love Child

I roll my eyes, but a smile tugs at my lips. "Well, don't take all day. We haven't got forever, you know."

He raises an eyebrow, a playful challenge in his eyes. "Oh, really? And why's that?"

I shrug, trying to act nonchalant. "Leo's nap won't last forever. And neither will my patience."

He laughs, a full-throated sound that sends a wave of heat crashing over me. "Fair enough," he says, finally sliding his pants down his legs, stepping out of them.

He stands there, unabashedly naked, and I drink him in. The hard planes of his chest, the jagged scar that runs down his side, a reminder of the life he's led. And lower, his desire, hard and ready.

He climbs onto the bed, his body covering mine. His skin is hot, almost feverish, and I can feel his heart pounding in his chest, matching the rhythm of my own. He leans down, his lips capturing mine in a slow, deep kiss.

"God, Jesse," he whispers against my lips, his voice hoarse with desire. "You drive me crazy."

I smile, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

He shifts, his body settling between my legs. I can feel him, hard and hot, pressing against me. I lift my hips, urging him on, and he smiles, a wicked grin that sends a jolt of electricity through me.

I growl in frustration, and he laughs, that low rumble that drives me wild. He reaches down, his fingers finding me, ready and eager. He strokes me gently, his touch sending waves of pleasure crashing over me.

"Davin," I gasp, my body arching into his touch. "Please."

He smiles, a slow, sexy grin that sends my heart racing. "Say it, Jesse. Tell me what you want."

I look into his eyes, my body aching with need. "I want you, Davin. Inside me. Now."

His smile widens, and he leans down, capturing my lips in a fierce, passionate kiss. And then, slowly, torturously, he enters me, filling me completely.

I gasp, my body stretching to accommodate him. He stills, giving me time to adjust, his eyes never leaving mine. "You okay?" he asks, his voice soft, concerned.

I nod, my body already moving, already urging him on. "More than okay," I whisper, my voice barely audible. "Perfect."

And then there are no more words, only the language of our bodies, the rhythm of our love. He moves slowly at first, his hips rocking against mine, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing over me. I match his pace, my body moving in sync with his, our breaths mingling, our hearts beating as one.

The room is filled with the soft sounds of our lovemaking, the rustle of fabric, the catch of breath.

I can feel it building, the pressure, the heat. My body tenses, my breath coming in short gasps. Davin's pace quickens, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more desperate.

"Jesse," he whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. It's a question, a plea.

"Yes," I answer, my body aching for release. "Yes, Davin. Now."

And then it hits me, a wave of pleasure so intense it leaves me breathless. I cry out, my body convulsing, my nails digging intoDavin's back. He groans, his body stiffening as he finds his own release, his face buried in the crook of my neck.

We lie there for a moment, our bodies still entwined, our breaths slowly returning to normal.

I run my fingers through Davin's silver hair, each strand cool against my skin. His head rests against my chest, his breathing steady. The weight of what we're about to do settles in me like a stone.

And now, with a clear head and open heart, a realization dawns on me. I know what Davin is going to say before he does.

"We can't give them the data," he says, his voice firm and commanding.

His eyes open, those piercing eyes that see right through me.

"I know,” I whisper, feeling awash with guilt.

"If we hand it over, they'll use it. People will die. Lots of people," he continues. My fingers still in his hair. "And they won't just let us walk away after. No matter how much you beg, I know. They'll kill us all anyway."

"Leo would never be safe." The words catch in my throat. "We'd always be looking over our shoulders, waiting for the other shoe to drop."